Chapter 3584: The Two Thousand Eight Hundred and Fifty-Third Echo: The Art of Reading the Wind

The age of the listener dawned not with a trumpet blast, but with a whisper.

It was a susurrus that passed from one Questioner to another, a shared secret held in the quiet spaces between words.

Kaelen, the first Stone-Speaker to truly listen, felt it as a warmth spreading through him, a thawing of the rigid certainty that had been his life’s blood.

He had spent his life carving truth into stone, and now he was learning the art of reading the wind.

The monolithic temples of the Stone-Speakers still stood, but they felt like relics of a bygone era, their pronouncements echoing in increasingly empty halls.